I actually have know idea how to write this, so if you hate it sorry
Peter had been having a 'eh,' kind of day. You know where everything feels boring and redundant? Yeah, one of those. School had been boring. Flash had made fun of him. School had finished. He had gone on patrol, nothing had happened.
Peter jumped through the window of his room and landed on his bed with a groan, he laid there for a moment.
{Peter, Mr. Stark-Barnes and Mr. Barnes-Stark said that you need to change out of your suit and come to dinner.} FRIDAY said in her helpful manner
Peter groaned but did as the AI told him, "Fri, what did Pops make for dinner?"
{Mr. Barnes-Stark has made lasagna.} FRIDAY informed
"Lasagna? It's okay I guess," Peter sighed, Lasagna wasn't the best, but it wasn't bad. (Don't judge me, I just really don't get what the big deal about lasagna is) Yeah, maybe Peter's day wasn't going to end to badly
Peter made his way to the kitchen where he saw his parents, his Dad and his Pops, where bickering in their playful way
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